viernes, 27 de diciembre de 2013

Love is a Losing Game

Sabía que, tarde o temprano, acabarías formando parte de este pseudo-diario.




For you I was a flame.
Love is a losing game.
Five story fire as you came.
Love is a losing game.

Why do I wish I never played.
Oh, what a mess we made.
And now the final frame.
Love is a losing game.

Played out by the band.
Love is a losing hand.
More than I could stand.
Love is a losing hand.

Self professed, profound.
Till the chips were down.
Know you're a gambling man.
Love is a losing hand.

Though I'm rather blind.
Love is a fate resigned.
Memories mar my mind.
Love is a fate resigned.

Over futile odds.
And laughed at by the gods.
And now the final frame.
Love is a losing game.

De la inmortal Amy Winehouse.